Su Da Zhao Feng

Chapter 47

All the written couplets were put on the floor by Fengya to dry. Looking at the dragon-like characters, Fengya felt a sense of pride. He could write dozens of couplets in such a short period of time. , and without hesitation, they can probably be counted on one hand, and Dad must be one of them!And as the daughter of such a talented person, what an honor, what an honor!

After Fengya became narcissistic, she cast her eyes on that talented person again.

Le Zhengjin wanted to ignore her very much, but such bold and eager eyes locked on him made him uncomfortable, so he could only lose the battle, he stroked his forehead, "Speak, what else is there, let's talk together Come out!"

"Hey, daddy is the best. Dad can tell what my daughter is thinking at a glance. He is indeed the prime minister of the well-known Nanxu country who attaches equal importance to wisdom and beauty."

Feng Ya immediately stepped forward, full of admiration, and said these words with eloquence.

"Don't put a high hat on me. I will be seriously ill if I am tossed by you again. If you don't talk about it, it will be out of date."

Le Zhengjin glanced at her with warning eyes, she immediately put away her exaggerated look, cleared her throat, and said to him solemnly, "Daddy, Fengya wants to borrow something from you."

"Oh? What are you borrowing?" He raised his brows, as if interested.

Fengya didn't speak, but raised her hand and pointed to the window sill. Le Zhengjin looked in the direction she pointed. There was nothing special on the window sill, except two pots of Clivia.

Le Zhengjin raised her eyebrows, "It?"

Feng Ya solemnly nodded, "That's it."

So Le Zhengjin took a look at her, and called Ting Xia, and Ting Xia outside the door came in after hearing the call.

Feng Ya wondered what Daddy asked Xia to come in, maybe let him come in to help her move, well, Daddy was really thoughtful.

"My lord, what's the matter with Ting Xia?"

"Your lady likes the window in my study, you take it down and replace it for her."

What?miss like this thing?Ting Xia looked at Fengya in disbelief, but why did the lady also look at herself in disbelief?

Fengya thought that he had misunderstood what he meant, and it seemed that the misunderstanding was caused by a lack of communication. Fengya waved Tingxia back, walked quickly to the window sill, pointed to Clivia on the window sill, and said, "What I want is Clivia on the window sill, not the window."

"Oh, it seems I may have misunderstood it." Lezheng Jin said seriously.

"Then dad, I'm moving out!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to Clivia above, glanced at the desk, and saw that he didn't respond to the book, and his silence was the default, "Daddy, if you don't speak, I will take it as your agreement. Now I have something to do. Let's go first!"

So she immediately grabbed him hard, as if she was afraid that he would regret it, she oiled the soles of her feet and walked away.

The person who only cares about slipping away misses the bright smile in the eyes of the person who lowered his head.

When Ting Xia was still puzzled by the door, she saw her young lady floating out of the study like a gust of wind. When she saw the thing in her arms, Ting Xia rubbed her eyes in fright, and was so shocked that she couldn't say a word. Unable to speak.

That, isn't that, the adult's favorite Clivia?
Ting Xia opened his eyes wide and watched his young lady put the flowers in the hands of thousands of purples and reds, and urged them to leave quickly, and they disappeared in front of his eyes after a while.

Young lady, did you forcibly snatch this from an adult?
Ting Xia swallowed hard, it was terrible, he wanted to tell everyone this important news.

As a result, the incident about the young lady and the adult fighting fiercely in the study room and taking away the adult's beloved things was widely circulated among the servants for a while.

Of course, this is a follow-up.

Recently, there has been a trend in Emperor Nanxu, not only in teahouses, restaurants, but also in theaters, as long as it is crowded with people, they are all eagerly discussing the same topic.And this topic is closely related to today's young prime minister.

That is, the imperial capital is going to hold a poetry meeting recently.You would think that it was just a poetry meeting, so what is there to say? Didn’t the last peach blossom meeting just pass?No, if someone says that, others will laugh at him, but you don't know, do you know who the initiator is?who?It was the young prime minister who never socialized and kept a low profile!

The crowd was in an uproar.

It's incredible!
Hush!That's not all, here a few women who covered their faces with handkerchiefs gathered together and whispered.

"I heard that the requirement for participating in this poetry meeting is that women should be under the age of twenty-nine, and they have never promised to others." The woman said quietly.

"Really? Why is this? I have never heard of such a request to participate in a poetry meeting." The second woman asked in surprise.

"You stupid, don't you understand this? On the surface, it looks like this is a poetry meeting, but in fact..." The third woman was shy as she spoke.

"You said it! Isn't this a person who is anxious to death?" The second woman urged.

"Actually, this is a blind date meeting to choose a wife for the Prime Minister." The woman blushed.

All the girls understood, and then their faces turned pink and pink. They wanted to go back quickly, withdraw the marriage if they had a marriage, postpone the marriage discussion, and then quickly inquired about how to get the invitation card!

That's the youngest prime minister of Nanxu Kingdom!

It is said that he is a unparalleled fighter——

It is said that he is the first in Hanyuan's articles——

It is said that he rises up, travels far, goes out of the world, and becomes holy——

say...

Although the rumors cannot be fully believed, he is still the man of dreams that all the women in the city love.

As a result, the entire imperial city was boiling, and the story was passed on from head to tail, and everyone rushed to tell each other.

Unlike the hustle and bustle outside, the Prime Minister's Mansion was completely silent.

The day before the poetry meeting began, Feng Ya sat in Yingxiang Garden with Sikong and Duan Yeyun.

Duan Yeyun poured the tea by himself, "I said Cousin Feng, no, little sister Lezheng, Duan has disclosed the news as you ordered."

"What's the effect?" Sikongxiu continued.

Feng Ya didn't care about Duan Yeyun always taking advantage of her in his words, and waited curiously with Sikong Xiu for his next words.

Duan Yeyun said "hey hey" twice, and after a little trickery, he satiated the appetite of the two of them, and proudly took out the gold-plated invitation card, and shook it at the two of them, "Now this thing is hard to find!"

"That's not bad. It really is doing things in the name of Lezheng, so you can get twice the result with half the effort." Sikong Xiu clapped his hands and smiled.

"Of course, I don't even look at my father's status in the imperial capital." Feng Ya grinned high as if she had been praised.

Duan Yeyun only found out about the relationship between Fengya and Lezheng, as well as her identity, when he was discussing things with Sikongxiu a few days ago. It can be said that the shock these two people gave him was an eye-opener, but the world is so big, and there are no surprises. It took him a while to accept the strange relationship between the two.

"Don't be complacent. If Lezheng knows that you use his name to do such a thing, you will definitely not be spared!" Duan Yeyun didn't mean to pour cold water on her, but he knew Lezheng since he was a child. He smiled gently, but he couldn't tell where the coldness was going in his heart.

"You don't need to worry about it. Successful people only care about the result, and don't pay attention to the beginning of the process."

Feng Ya said with a guilty conscience, not sure if she was convincing them or comforting herself.

Big winds and waves are all left to tomorrow, and today should be happy or happy as usual.

Thinking of this, I finally suppressed my fear.

Do you think she can provoke Lezheng's bottom line?Duan Yeyun raised an eyebrow at Sikong.

We look forward to it!Sikong gave him a meaningful look in return.

Duan Yeyun and Sikongxiu looked at each other, both in the mood of watching a good show.

In the Yingxiang Garden, one is gearing up, and the two are jokingly looking forward to it.

Tomorrow, it must be a beautiful spring day!
　Tomorrow, it must be a beautiful spring day!Fengya's Blind Date for Father is about to open, don't worry, Anbu will live broadcast the whole process for everyone, let's count down to 24, 23, 22. . (unit hour) ↖(^ω^)↗

　　
　
(End of this chapter)